Gan Ning suddenly felt ashamed and couldn't change the subject. He finally remembered his purpose and said to Wei Wen: "Commander Wei, are we really not going to save Miss Fan? This is the lord's military order."
Wei Wen said calmly: "If she can't even deal with those Jingzhou soldiers, then I really misjudged her, and it's not worth Uncle Liu's sending a ship all the way to meet her. Although General Gan is relieved, if General Gan can help Uncle Liu organize
With a navy army, Uncle Liu will definitely look at the general with admiration."
"Navy army?" Gan Ning was confused and pointed at the Jingzhou warships: "Commander Wei, are you referring to the seizure of those warships? To be honest, Commander, except for me, the Jinfan water thief who has changed his appearance, there is not a single sailor in Yizhou who can build ships.
It's easy, but training sailors is difficult. Even with these warships, we can't build a navy."
Wei Wen looked ahead quietly. The sky was high and the river was wide. He was silent for a long time. Gan Ning didn't know what he was thinking. Wei Wen said slowly for a long time: "Sailors will be there. Yunmengze is everywhere."
Wei Wen's words were so meaningless that Gan Ning didn't understand for a moment. He must be talking about the Dongting Lake water thieves. Wei Wen himself is the Dongting Lake water thieves and is the nominal leader of the Dongting Lake water thieves. How could he be willing to give in?
Those water thieves defected to Yizhou? Unless...
Gan Ning suddenly thought of an answer, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked Wei Wen urgently: "Is it possible that Commander Wei is willing to serve the lord?"
As the number one water thief in the Yangtze River area, Gan Ning has always been arrogant, but he admires Wei Wen who has never left the water and can control the entire Dongting Lake. He naturally hopes that Wei Wen can join Yizhou. In that case, Yizhou can build its own water
The army is not completely hopeless.
Wei Wen glanced at the battle situation ahead, but did not answer. He said, "These warships are ours tonight." He turned around and returned to the cabin, followed silently by the water pirates behind him.
On the shore of Dongting Lake, Fan Lixiang and dozens of soldiers following her stood on the top of a hill. The mountain wind was strong, and the green Dongting Lake stretched as far as the eye could see. The soldiers looked into the distance with their heads and heads, their eyes full of longing, but except for the wavy
There is nothing in the lake.
They had been chased by Wang Wei's thousands of Jingzhou soldiers for a day and a night. The Jingzhou soldiers had no food and were about to be wiped out. Naturally, they deeply hated Fan Lixiang for putting them in such a desperate situation. Wang Wei secretly swore that he must capture Fan Lixiang and put them to death.
This bitch's body was cut into thousands of pieces, so that she could be dead and rest in peace.
The Jingzhou soldiers were at the rear. After running away day and night, Fan Lixiang and her soldiers were exhausted and could no longer walk. All their hopes were pinned on ships on Dongting Lake to pick them up.
But there was none, only the endless lake surface and the occasional fish jumping out of the water to create a circle of ripples.
"Miss, didn't you say that there will be a ship to pick us up? Why have we waited for so long and not even seen a ghost? Wang Wei's troops will be arriving soon. What should we do?"
Chen Ying's body was covered in sweat, and his face was stained black. There were traces of sweat as if he hadn't washed his face in several days.
Fan Lixiang looked at the lake in silence, with no expression on her face, but Chen Ying could clearly see Fan Lixiang's white pink fist slowly clenching, showing the owner's inner turmoil.
"How about we fight to the death? When Han Xin defeated hundreds of thousands of Zhao troops with 10,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people, how could we be afraid of Wang Wei?"
A general holding a mountain-cutting ax shouted in a rough voice. He struck a rock with the ax and the stone was immediately split into two halves. This man was a pig butcher in Lingling. After Lingling was captured by Yan Yan, he casually
Following Yan Yan, he joined the Sichuan Army and later stayed in Lingling. When the four counties surrendered, he surrendered and was transferred to Fan Lixiang's command.
Fan Lixiang breathed a sigh of relief. She still knew how much she weighed, so she could play some tricks, but she knew nothing about commanding an army. Not to mention Han Xin, she might not even be able to compare with Chen Ying. She would definitely die if she stayed stuck here.
But if he wants to retreat now, he will definitely run into Wang Wei and die.
With no way forward and pursuers behind her, Fan Lixiang frowned and thought about how to deal with it.
"Liu Zhang, don't let me know that you didn't send anyone to pick me up." Fan Lixiang looked into the distance with a sharp light in her eyes.
The mountains, rivers and lakes illuminated by the fiery red sunset were golden. An old man and a young girl were walking down the mountain path opposite Fanlixiang. The old man was holding a rabbit in his hand, and carried a hard bow and arrow pot on his back. The girl had a small backpack on her back.
It contained some wild vegetables, and strangely it held a bunch of mugwort in its hand.
It seems that the two grandfathers and grandsons came back from hunting in the mountains. Fan Lixiang frowned and thought of it. She led the soldiers straight down the hill and blocked the grandfather and grandson's path at the exit of the mountain road. The grandfather and grandson were still talking and laughing.
When he saw a large group of soldiers surrounding him, the old man was frightened. The girl was stunned for a moment, but she calmed down.
"Little sister, is this your grandpa? Seeing that you get along so well, have you been dependent on each other for many years?" Fan Lixiang said to the girl in yellow with a smile, like an amiable and respectable big sister.
Same.
The girl looked at Fan Lixiang warily, with obvious dissatisfaction on her face, and hummed: "How old are you? Call me little sister."
Fan Lixiang glanced at the girl in surprise. Although the soldiers behind her were not tiger and wolf soldiers, after escaping in embarrassment for a day and night, their decadent and shabby appearance was worthy of a desperate wild dog surrounded by such a group of people.
Even though she was talking, she could still keep her face straight and even contradict herself. She was really a country girl who was ignorant and fearless.
Fan Lixiang winked at the soldiers behind her, and her eyes fell on the girl's grandfather. Xing Daorong immediately led the soldiers to rush towards the old man. The old man seemed to have been hunting all year round, but he was no match for Xing Daorong. He could kill him with just one axe.
The old man took out a stiff bow and cut it into two pieces. The bowstring broke apart and he hit a soldier with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
"What are you doing? Is there any more royal law?"
The old man was pressed to the ground, and the girl in yellow hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but Fan Lixiang held her chest and pushed her aside. She pinched the girl's smooth chin and said with a sweet smile: "Little sister, we Jingzhou soldiers just don't have the power of kings."
, but as long as you are obedient, we will not do anything to your grandfather...otherwise, you know what will happen."
Fan Lixiang's words were very soft, but she was very threatening, and she clearly had bad intentions. The evil aura made the girl in yellow feel a little startled, and she puffed up her chest and said bravely: "What do you want to do?
"
"It's very simple." Fan Lixiang pointed to the hill where she had just stayed, and said slowly: "As long as you wear my clothes, stand on the hill, and don't leave within two hours, I will let your grandfather go.
Otherwise, if I can't see you within two hours, you know the consequences."
Fan Lixiang smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, with a sly light in her eyes. The girl glanced at the old man, then at Fan Lixiang, bit her lip, and finally nodded unwillingly.
The evening breeze was cold. The girl was wearing a fanlixiang silk waistband and a fanlixiang snake bun. She stood quietly on the top of the hill, her body shivering from the wind. In the distance, a large number of Jingzhou soldiers were surrounding the hillside.